The Copyist (One Piece & OC)

Chapter 81: Prove Your Worth

***Amaya's POV***

Blissful ignorance. That was what I woke up from.

    The first thing that invaded my vision was pink. Soft, pink fuzz was surrounding me like I was on a pile of pink fluff. It was so comfortable, but the color made me nauseous from being surrounded by it on all sides.

    Everything still seemed to be enlarged, reminding me that I was still in my shrunken state from using the mini-mini fruit last time. Wait! That meant I'd been out twelve days, and the last place I remembered being was in the cell with that princess. Where was I?

    I bolted up into a sitting position before looking around my surroundings. Boy did I regret learning my location. I was sleeping on Doflamingo's feathered coat, right on his shoulder.

    "So the little goddess awakens, hm?" a deep voice startled me out of my self-loathing of my predicament.

    Glancing to the side, I saw the ever arrogant smirk of the Warlord. It was worse in tiny form since it made him appear even larger than his normally tall self.

    "Why am I here?" I questioned before hopping off his shoulder and returning to my original size.

    "I'll be the one asking the questions, my dear. Why have you been asleep for so long?"

    "A condition to my ability. Now a question for a question. Why am I here instead of in a room?"

    "To keep an eye on you of course. Can't let my future wife and all her talents suffer loneliness."

    My brain errored as my head tilted to the side. "Come again?"

    Doflamingo gave a laugh that allowed my mind time to reboot. "Don't tell me you dreamed away our conversation from last time?"

    "Remind me." I played along since I was still confused as could get. How the heck did the man think that I had agreed to marriage? With him of all people?

    He chuckled. "You are the only woman worthy enough to stand by my side. Once you prove yourself to the people, you shall become my queen." His tone left no room for argument.

Lucky for him he gave me time to work with or else this would've been a much longer conversation.

"Mmhm," I hummed in acknowledgement to his decree. He wasn't worth the effort for an argument. "When's the tournament?"

His grin widened. "Eager, I see." His shoulders rolled with silent laughter. "No surprise. You're in luck. It's today. I'll have Baby 5 escort you to get changed before having her lead you to the colosseum. As rashiving as you look, I don't want others to see you in this attire."

His words froze me along with the slight draft I was feeling. He didn't.

Glancing down, my first thought was 'he did.'

I noticed that I wasn't in my usual outfit. Rather I was in a silk white dress that flowed until the cut turned into cut portions of the dress, making it create a flower like appearance at the bottom. The top of the dress was v-cut with spaghetti straps.

All in all it was a gorgeous dress that I would totally wear to a date or something, but...definitely not here! One would not want to be dressed like this in front of a man who was wanting to force a marriage with you, especially if he was an evil man like the one in front of me.

I coughed, turning my head to the side. "That would indeed be preferred. Where are my weapons?" I asked after noticing that I only had my necklace that Hawkeye gave me around my neck.

"Safe in your room, along with your clothes if you wish. Baby 5 can show you."

The door opened, followed by Baby 5 entering the room. Her eyes widened upon seeing me.